"My believers, my children... All the Whisperers of the Seventeenth Legion, today... It will be the Day of Atonement that will be engraved forever. ”

"I, Lorga Aurelian, have made a mistake like never before, because among my legions... There have been abominable traitors of whom I did not know. ”

"The Whisperers' Chief Priest Erebath and Chief Company Commander Colfaron conspire to commit a criminal act of betrayal of the Empire... Their filthy and filthy rebellion has been fully confirmed. ”

"This is unforgivable blasphemy."

"This is the eternal sin of those who bear the word... This is the price of my pride and arrogance, and in any case, this sin must be paid in the most painful form..."

"Otherwise, the XVII Legion will no longer exist..."

"The City of Perfection was once the jewel of the Speaker's palm, the beacon of our rational brilliance, and the eternal treasure of the Seventeenth Legion..."

"Now, our faith has been tested like never before, and we must sacrifice the blood of the City of Perfection and the blood of the iniquitous to show the loyalty of the Bearers to the Empire."

"The orders of my father, the Holy Emperor of the Human Empire, the Lord of Mankind, must be carried out in the most thorough form."

"Any possibility of rebellion must be stifled, and any sporadic infidelity must be adjudicated."

"It is with the heaviest and most sorrowful heart that I give this order."

"Destroy the City of Perfection."

"Leave no mouth alive."

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The ashes are drifting.

Explosive bombs opened fire under the sight of innocent and reverent, and the slaughter took place in the midst of a panicked crowd.

This is the smoke of the perfect city, and the masterpieces of the former Bearers are constantly burning.

The most rational city in the entire galaxy, Jerusalem in the hearts of many believers, was burned to the ground by its creator.

Thunderhawk hovered in the air spewing blast fire, and Riemannus's tracks running over the church were strewn with blood.

The once rich city-states are being wiped out inch by inch by the sword of the empire, and peaceful people are dying in ignorance and confusion.

The horrible roar of the spears and cannons had dissipated, leaving no sign of life in the ruins of the ruins.

Only the gray Angel of Death kept shuttling through the ruins, ruthlessly carrying out the punishment of the God Emperor and the will of the Genogen with explosive bombs.

In front of the collapsed Divine Emperor Icon, only the desperate howls of the survivors remained.

There is no mercy.

Hundreds of thousands of Harborers Astarte numbly and coldly carried out orders from the genetic protogen, and the brilliance of faith was temporarily overshadowed by too heavy a duty.

They are the builders of the perfect city and the purveyors of religious beliefs – however, until then, they have only one most important duty.

The Empire's relentless warhammer.

Obedience to military discipline and orders was in the nature of all Astartes, and this was especially evident in the XVII Legion.

Even they saw the confusion in the pupils of mortal believers, heard their prayers before despair, and were questioned by those hysterical questions.

- Why did you destroy it with your own hands, when you have shaped all this?

In the face of the questions raised by the believers who shed blood and tears, every one of them could not answer.

They themselves can't understand why this is happening.

They were supposed to be propagandists of reason, and they were supposed to face these God-Emperor people with a kind face.

However, the command from the genoplasm has always lingered in everyone's heart.

【Leave no mouth】

So, the Astartes raised their cold muzzles.

That overly tenacious will forced them to ignore everything in front of them, as if in the past hundred years of brutal war, as always.

It's just that the enemy in front of them is no longer the filthy infidels, but the people of the empire desperately praying to the god-emperor for salvation.

Mutilated limbs shredded by explosive bombs, charred corpses burned by promethium flames, and vicious curses from desperate believers as they near-die.

They became fallen angels, executioners who brought death and destruction to the people of the Empire.

The vast majority of the Bearers could see the headless corpse hanging high above the highest point of the City of Perfection.

The beginning of everything, the birthplace of all iniquity.

Chief Pastor of the Bearers – Erebas.

The wavering of faith in everyone's hearts turned into hatred for the former chief priest, and if it were not for the treachery of this heretical priest, the treasure of the bearer would not have to be destroyed.

None of this should have happened, and faithful believers should not have been purified in the flames of the Speaker.

But they can't stop.

If they ever show any mercy, it could mean that the entire Bearer will be forever stained with the sordid brand of rebellion.

Not only will their faith be denied, but everything they have dedicated to the Empire, to humanity, to the Emperor and the Genoplasm will be turned into a dream bubble and will be fleeting.

They saw the Seventeenth Legion's genetic protogens kneeling before the Emperor, and they heard Loga's prayer of atonement in the midst of great grief.

This is the last chance to decide the loyalty of the bearer.

Destroy the City of Perfection with your own hands, completely strangle the spark of rebellion in the most hysterical way, and dedicate your total loyalty to the Empire and the God-Emperor.

Beginning with Loga's prayer of repentance, the city of the Bearers' former pride was bound to doom.

For the Speaker, this may even be just the first step in atonement.

They didn't know why the flame of the mutiny had come about, but it was there, and the death of the Chief Company Commander and Chief Priest had brought the Seventeenth Regiment to the brink of destruction.

Yes, destruction.

If the legion shows the possibility of rebellion, it will usher in the most complete destruction of the human empire.

The quiet disappearance of the Second and Eleventh Legions is not false, the two legions that quietly disappeared in the Zandan War have been transformed into secrets known only to the Terra veterans, and this lesson has been engraved in the hearts of every Terra veteran, even those who are endlessly loyal to the Lord of Humanity will probably not be spared.

Therefore, even under the most vicious curses and sights, no Astarte stopped killing.

Men, women, old people, young children.

No one was spared.

The flames that burned heresy in the past are now poured out on these believers who once devoutly believed in the God Emperor.

There is no room for luck in the flame of faith, whether pious or not, sin exists in the beginning, and all that the Bearer can do is to erase all irreparable sins.

This is a sad and cruel farce.

It is also an irreparable tragedy.

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